




alAte
on the App Store
The two questions that kill dinner.
One app answers both.
PalAte reads everyone’s calendar, learns what the group actually likes, and finds a table that’s open on the night you share — then sends the invite. Free for everyone, everywhere. Deepest in New York.
PalAte is a dinner app for groups. The agent handles the when. Your swipes handle the where. What comes out is one invite everybody can say yes to.
Free for everyone, forever. Everything below is just the detail.
It's 6:40. Five of you are hungry, nobody will commit, and the group chat is a hostage negotiation. Someone screenshots a place. Someone pastes it into Maps. By the time anyone opens Resy the 7:30 is gone and you're eating wherever still has a table.
The tools are split in half. The apps that know what you'd love can't book a thing. The apps holding the tables have never met you, so their top result is whoever bought placement this month.
PalAte ends the negotiation. One card carries the food, your friends' scores, the live table and the button that takes it. Thirty seconds, not twenty-five minutes.

Every other app makes you do the coordinating. Maps and lists are timeless — they have no idea you and Maya are both free Thursday. Booking apps hold the tables but have never met you. PalAte holds all three: the calendars, the taste, and the live book.


Somebody’s Friday falls through every week. On PalAte that table doesn’t die in a cancellation queue. It goes up on the floor, another member offers something back, and somebody eats. PalAte facilitates the negotiation. Members settle the terms between themselves. Meet PalateX →

Date, time, party, done. The table goes up on the floor instead of dying quietly on your calendar.
Members offer something back: a table of theirs, a straight swap, a favor owed. You pick, or you don’t.
The plan changes hands, member to member. We open a thread between the two of you to sort the details.
no account needed to watch · PalAte facilitates the negotiation
You are not going to sit refreshing Resy at 9am on a Tuesday. We will. Point a Hunter at the room you can never get into and we watch its book around the clock. When a table drops, your phone buzzes with the real slot — 9:00 PM Wednesday at Somssi, already on the card. Two taps and it's yours, from the train.


$ palate --trace you
rate("Gen Korean BBQ") = 10.0
└─→ taste_vector += [korean, group, $$]
└─→ friend_graph ⇒ 4 friends notified
└─→ deck.rerank() ⇒ 3 new cards surface
└─→ dinner_match() ⇒ sat 7pm · 2 mutuals free
Rate one dinner and the deck shifts. Rate ten and it stops handing you tourist traps. You will never write a review. You'll just end up with a top 10 that's actually yours.


Your feed is what your people actually ate this week. Friends first, always. A friend gives a place a 10 and it lands in your deck. A friend can't make their 8pm and that table comes to you.

You will never hit a paywall, and nobody can buy their way to the top of your deck. The order is your ratings and your friends' ratings, in that order. That is the whole ranking.
Restaurants reach the diners whose ratings already point at them. Nothing to buy, no placement to bid on. The deck is full of people who opened the app hungry.
We partner with restaurants and creators whose food we'd send a friend to, and nobody else. Diners never pay a cent either way.

I'm Austin. I build PalAte alone — the iOS app, this website, the pipeline behind 13,559 restaurants, the voice agent that calls a hostess when the internet says no. I started it because I was losing twenty-five minutes of every Friday to “idk where to eat…” If something's broken, or your favorite spot is missing, the email below comes straight to me and I answer it.

Open it in Lisbon and the deck fills with Lisbon. But it was built on New York: neighborhoods curated by hand, live tables on the rooms people actually fight over.

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